He was the first
to listen to all of my songs.
And after all,
we both are
Ammon writers.
It's a beautiful day
in a beautiful place.
I first went here at 12 to see Jim Burroughs of Grays.
Waves of memories.
The girl I
called a slut in one of my songs
She's standing behind me with tears in her eyes
Old friends are hard to recognize and they sound their best
Old enemies are grown fatter,
it's hard to remember
And the reason why I hate them
It's so many years ago
We never thought we'd meet again here
Oh,
the old man is gone
And our younger days have gone too
Oh,
the old man is gone And everything is changing
